I took a deep breath today
Welcomed the cold air into my lungs
It's been a long while since I felt rain drops on my skin
Kept in the shadows, alone and quiet
Since I crossed the Grande
It's been a long while since I felt rain drops on my skin
I exhaled in relief today
The cold wet sand seals my soul like a bung
It's been a long while since I slept in peace
Bunk beds and florescent
Cold ICE oversees
It's been a long while since I slept in peace
I ride a Greyhound today
A bumpy thirty-six hours on this steel dun
It's been a long while since I've seen my kids
I hope they see me for me
Greys and all
It's been a long while since I've seen my kids
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G. A. Botero
I have a million bad ideas, until a good one surfaces. Poetry, short stories, essays.
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No Plus One
It's nearly one AM and I just got back from my third wedding of the four in this last month alone, and I have always been alone. I hide behind my camera to pretend to be useful, hide behind a safety net of skill set. So I do not have to confront the loneliness that is sleeping alone when everyone else seems to have a partner to crawl into bed with. I love the time spent with those who decided I was worth the 30-plus dollars per plate they decided to spend on me, and I do not need to have a partner on these occasions, but it would be nice to have someone notice, me. See when I am in the corner because they know I need time to recharge and to kiss me on the head until the time has come to leave. Maybe that's the problem about being a professional storyteller, I dream of something that isn't meant for me.
By Rilee Arey4 days ago in Confessions
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This hit me so hard! It was so poignant!
What a bittersweet poem!